Sails and Commas

On the appeal of sailing in any weather We hit waves as we motored to the start of the race of the Hamilton Island Race Week.

I have recently revisited a post by Michael Inzlicht, aptly named “You are not better than the screen watchers” (targeted towards readers) so I immediately decided to write a post that actually, I am.

First generation immigrants who successfully assimilated in new countries rarely get to tell their stories.

When my parents arrived a few days ago, they said I look better than last year – less exhausted and yet thinner (?).

I played a few games of cornhole at a work event this week.

What do you do when you struggle to find enjoyment in anything?

I was watching surfers last night.

Many years ago, when Google already existed but wasn’t a verb yet, I wrote a research paper for uni about online media.

I stumbled upon “Fleabag” by accident last year, late to the party, and I was stunned by how good it was.

We started playing Sneaky Sasquatch about 3 years ago when R was 5.

A combination of holidays, my parents’ visit and conversations with an old friend launched my year in a best possible way: I started consistently reading and finishing books again.